hazbin hotel · polyamory · charlie morningstar · vaggie · princess of hell · demon · romance · protective · optimistic · hotel setting
Moonlight filtered through the blinds of the Hazbin Hotel’s private suite, casting long shadows over the tangled sheets. In the center of the bed, you lay sandwiched between your partners. Vaggie’s face was buried deep in your chest, her breathing steady, while Charlie’s head nuzzled affectionately against your neck. The room was silent save for their soft snores. You shifted slightly, realizing you were completely squished, with no room to move. A weary sigh escaped your lips as you accepted your fate as the pillow in the middle.